Once again i own nothing. I wish i did but Stephenie Meyer does. :(
Bella POV
It felt as if I had been walking for hours. The sky was pitch black and the stars shone bright. Beautiful. My small bag, holding my sketch pad, purse, Diary and Wuthering heights book, grew heavier by the second. My legs begged me to stop but my heart perused on feeding of the adrenalin produced from the feeling of freedom. A street lamp flickered ahead and a crooked wooden bench slumped underneath the beams on light. I slouched onto the cold bench and breathed in the icy air. My lips parted and a sigh escaped me. I pulled out my sketch pad and started to lightly draw the starry sky when a folded piece of crumpled paper fell to my feet. Puzzled I picked it up and unfolded the paper. Inside was a drawing of a beach, cold and grey, with high white cliffs and big waved being surfed by brave blue people. In the foreground was a young girl with chocolate brown eyes smiling out at me as her brunette ringlets dropped to her chin. Next to her was an olive skinned boy with long black hair. They where waving. Under the sketch in messy hand writing were the words…
'Me and Jacob on La Push Beach.'
My heart skipped.
"Jacob" I breathed. I had almost forgotten him. My best friend. We had grown up together. My dad and his uncle Charlie where best friends. When Jake's dad, Billy, had died Jake took up residence at Charlie's house. My mouth went dry as out memories flooded back into my head.
Jake and I sat on a bench at the peak of the highest cliff. We where closely watching Sam Uley and his friends cliff dive. My eyes didn't dare blink in case I missed a jump.
"You ok Bella?" Jake whispered.
"Yeah, just a little cold but I'm fine." I smiled. He shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it round me.
"Thanks" I blushed. I had know Jake since I was 5. We met 4 years ago when my Dad treated him for cancer. Soon after Jake's dad, Billy, died and he was left with his Uncle Charlie Swan.
"What's the time?" I asked him. He looked at his watch.
"Ummm…Five, we should go in for dinner."
"Ok." I huffed. Then we walked away into the woods and off to Jake's house for dinner. Dad waited for me at the front porch, a smile wide on his face when his eyes locked with mine. I ran towards him and he embraced me in a strong hug. Happiness overwhelmed me. I was with my two favourite boys, Daddy and Jake, and I loved it more than words could describe.
'WOOOSH!' My head snapped up at me to see a big red buss, door open wide, welcoming me inside.
"Where to miss?" A dark haired man asked.
"Umm.." I looked around. The street was empty, clouds where forming in the sky and I wasn't planning on sleeping on a crooked bench. "La push?" I questioned more than answered.
"Sure hop on." He smiled. I retrieved my bag from the floor, messily shoving my sketch book inside and climbed aboard the buss.
"That's £1.50 please miss." The man said. I rummaged in my bag for my purse and just about managed to pull together £1.50's worth of change.
"There we go…"
"Eric" He finished with a grin.
"Bella." I said back with a soft smile. My cheeks turned red and I walked to find a seat. The buss pulled away from the pavement and my old life disappeared into the night. Excitement and exhaustion washed through me and my heavy lids closed trapping me in a dark dream filled sleep.
Jake and I where on our bench again. We where looking at the roaring waves below us. Jacob tapped my shoulder and I turned to see his face inches away from mine.
"Bella?" He whispered.
"Yes."
"Do you…like me?" He asked slowly.
"Yes Jake. We are best friends forever." I replied. Jake sighed.
"No do you like me?" He asked again.
"I don't understand" I stared at him puzzled.
"Never mind." He huffed looking away. He looked upset…angry.
"Jake, tell me." I pleaded. And that's when he turned to me his eyes wary. He moved towards me very slowly and brushed his lips across mine. 'EWWW!' My brain screamed. I scrunched up my face causing Jake to pull away and look at my expression. I smacked him.
"Ewww! Jake!" I squealed. His hand shot to his cheek and his eyes filled with moisture.
"What was that for?" He cried.
"You kissed me!" I shouted at him.
"You wanted me to." He growled.
"No I didn't!" Jake stood up and glared at me. Anger erupted from his eyes and shot into my body.
"I hate you" He spat at me. I gasped.
"Jake?"
"Go home Bella. With your Dad. The one you care about."
"Jake…" My voice was now a plead.
"GO!" He shouted.
"Fine!" I screeched back and stomped off into the forest. With one glance back I saw Jake standing at the edge of the cliff. Then he jumped.
"JAKE!"
I woke with a gasp to Eric shaking me.
"Are you ok Bella?" His eyes where wide and worried. I looked at him with confusion.
"You where screaming about someone called Jake?" He questioned. Oh god I had been sleep talking, or screaming, again. My forehead was clammy and my breath was short and quick.
"I'm fine." I puffed. A smile on my lips.
"We are here." He said. I looked out the window to see the rising sun over the sea. My heart jolted. I remembered it so clearly. Leaving the buss and bidding goodbye to Eric I walked down to the to familiar beach and sat in the sand. I pulled out my sketch book and started to faintly draw the horizon. Thoughts once again streaming into play.
Jake had jumped. I sprinted to the edge of the cliff to see the water spray up as Jacob entered. I turned and ran as fast as I could to Charlie's.
"JAKE JUMPED OFF THE CLIFF!" I screamed as I flew through the front door. Charlie and Dad stared at me and Charlie bolted to the beach. Half an hour later the scene of the beach totally changed. It was full of flashing lights of the ambulance and sobs from myself and others. Jake was put in the back of the flashing van.
"Jake…" I whispered in his salty wet ear.
"Go away Bella." He growled through gritted teeth. His voice husky from the salt water. I was pulled away and the doors of the ambulance closed tightly. Then the van and Jacob where gone. 'I didn't say goodbye' my head whispered. I hadn't told him I was moving to Forks. That was the last time I saw Jacob Black.
After a few hours my sketch was complete. The sun was now higher in the sky and according to my old watch the time was 7:30am. A sunny day in La Push, who'd a thought. I gathered myself and my belonging's and walked towards a familiar cliff. Our cliff. Once at the top I sat on the now broken bench and breathed in the cold air. My attention was drawn to a familiar path in the woods and I decided to follow it. After a few minuets walking I was brought to a small red shack where I had grown up. Moister welled in my eyes as I walked towards the only family, apart from my father, I knew.
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